Si Fuqing: Class S, That's It? (2)

She lazily said, "I heard the Evolved Beings Alliance has released a new drug. Do you have any on hand? Send me two boxes."

"Your information network is impressive," Odile replied, clicking her tongue. "I just happen to have some that hasn't been distributed yet. I'll intercept a few boxes for you right now."

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, confused.

"What do you mean by 'intercept'?"

It soon became clear to her what Odile meant by that.

Odile went directly to the lab entrance and stopped the guards escorting the drugs.

The guards, clearly used to her antics by now, seemed anxious this time. "Miss Odile, there are only forty boxes this time. That's not enough to go around."

Odile's voice turned icy. "Cut the chatter, are you giving them or not?"

There was a loud thud.

The sound of a guard sliding to his knees clearly echoed through the phone.

Si Fuqing was at a loss.

Why were the people she knew so violent?